After weeks of winter that just wouldn't quit and the headlines remind me the world's gone to shit, I ride my skate to the park because sometimes that's all that someone can do. And I try not to think that it's only fashion, or the teenaged boys are patriarchy in action, because it's Saturday morning with my friends and we're fuckin' thrashin'!

And this feels better.This feels better.This feels better.This feels betterAnd this feels better.This feels better; better than it has in weeks.